Author: Echo Artifact (Page 1 of 3)

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I don’t know what you remember about all of this, but I do.
I remember all of it.
Everything, and sometimes nothing.

Nothing

And what is nothing? It’s everything, right?
What does that make us?
Such a beautiful collection of nothings made you everything to me.
But why?

And why did we settle?

What do we do now? I can’t see anything here.

Careful what you wish for:
Old ghosts on which to lay the blame
And I don’t think he knows my name

Easier than rope, but no…
What makes you think I choose this joke?

Barely a resistor:
A fear on which to set a flame
And I don’t think he knows my name

…Not yet…

I can’t do this anymore

Give me a restrictor:
A silhouette of guilt and shame
And I don’t think she feels the same
And know he doesn’t know my name

Careful what you wish for
‘Cuz I don’t know we know our place
If tide has no pull then war will assume
That you and I are nothing new
And settle for the poison moon
That I can’t see from on my knees

Breakpoint. Breakpoint. Please.

(empty) Glass

Do you think it matters?
Does it really matter, honey?
If it doesn’t shatter, does it really matter, Bunny?

Empty when full

I know you don’t know that I know this won’t last

Where do you think we go
When we recede to shallow?
Maybe it’s best if we never know
We are nothing
We are nothing new

I don’t think you know that I know this can’t last forever

(Inevitable truth: We are what we consume)

I am nothing new
Break me in two
A vessel without use
What makes you think I choose?
We are what we consume
I am something true

I am nothing new

I don’t need any more
I don’t know what it means to be whole
I am nothing new

Glass (FULL)

I am nothing new

I am nothing new
Picture great things soon
I don’t need any more
I don’t know what it means to be whole
I am nothing new

I am nothing new
Break me in two
A vessel without use
What makes you think I choose?
We are what we consume
I am something true

Fake these instance interludes
People only offer to intrude
Why does it matter if I do?
I am nothing new

I don’t think you know that I know this can’t last forever

(Inevitable truth: We are what we consume)

Where do you think we go
When we recede to shallow?
Does it matter if we never know?
We are nothing new

I don’t think you know that I know this can’t last forever

Do you think it matters?
Does it really matter, Honey?
If it doesn’t shatter, does it really matter, Bunny?

Empty when full

I know you don’t know that I know this won’t last forever

(Do you think it matters? Empty when full.)

Followup

I can’t
I can’t tell
By myself

Lie
Small and frail
By myself I think I can manage it

Sigh
I should tell you
Think we would’ve thought of this

We don’t need you
We don’t see you ending up a part of this
We don’t think the same of what we used to think of happiness
Intrinsic, she starts
“You think we would’ve thought of this”

Why I never found my way again

What would you know about trust?
What would you do to get what you want?
What would you know about truth?
When will it be enough proof to refute
What you already know?
I think you should go

Where would you be when the cut’s not enough?
What then would they say about us?
Unusual how it matters so much
It’s hard to predict when your god’s out of touch

What would you know about blood?
What would you do if you could?
What have you done for me that I couldn’t do for myself
If I didn’t need your help?
Not yet

Breathe in slow
Let dark parts grow
We don’t know why you care
I know why there’s nothing there

I can’t (do this anymore)
I can’t tell (you)
By myself (I)

Lie (to me again)
Small and frail (I am)
By myself I (don’t) think I can manage it

Sigh (again, to me again)
I should tell you
Think we would’ve thought of this (before we fell down)

We don’t need you
We don’t see you ending up a part of this
We don’t think the same of what we used to think of happiness
Intrinsic, she starts
“You think we would’ve thought of this”

+ – – – –

Never does it go to show
In the throes of hope will we try to feel alive
We mind, but we’re fine

Easier than rope
But no choke starts without a fire
But we try to seem fine all the time (all the time)

Tell her how you told me at home
You’d hold me close until we died while you drive
We decide to try to try

Leaving what you know makes it hard to feel the tide
This time

+ + – – –

This time I won’t fall for this
These short step relationships
Star-studded pools I can’t resist
But too deep to swim against this time

This time I’ll pretend that my will contends
Twist my tongue until it rips
Bright blue apocalypse
There is no innocence

This time
This tide
In rhyme
This time
This time
This time

+ + + – –

Calling all cars of the lovers who are all
Sitting still on the open road
Thinking old scars will appeal to the heart
Of a thrill that you do not know
You don’t want more
You just want a war in me

Slipping on tiles of reality is fine
If you haven’t got a place to go
Going for a ride just as long as it subsides
By the time that we get back for the show
You don’t want less
You just want what’s left in me

The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know

Separating sides of the argument is wise
If you favor everyone the same
But no one is the wiser if we settle on a slider
Regulating who will win the blame
You don’t have need
All of your greed in me

The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
Wait for me
I can’t see

Leaving what you know, familiarity in tow,
Makes the shore hard to call by name
Leveraging your hold for a better bit of gold
Leaves you hurting for it all the same
You don’t have a grip
Dig your fingertips in me

Calling all cars of the lovers who are all
More toxic than we might have known
Celebrating scars like they represent a part
Of ourselves that we ought to show
Wait for me
I can’t see

The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
Wait for me
I can’t see

I can’t see…

+ + + + –

Leaving what you know makes it hard to feel the tide
Even if it’s best for the sake of you and I
Breaking hearts and bones takes a toll on every life but,
Something here brings me piece tonight

Wait for me
I can’t see
Repetition centered
Just offscreen

Mind Over Matters

I don’t know just what you need to see
But I know that I can
Never be the one to show you
I don’t know you
This is coming
Listen, we are running out of time

I don’t know just what you need to be
To consume my own inevitable
Reaching through you
I once knew you
This is coming
Crystal, hearts are breaking, yours and mine

But I don’t mind. No, I won’t mind.

Waking up to something never seems
Like a separation from our dreams when
We’re not sober
We’re not over
Feeling that electric
Doesn’t come without its price

Now it seems that we have let this bleed
To point that we can not recede
If we don’t treat this
We won’t beat this
This is coming
Listen we are running out of time

I don’t mind
(I don’t see what this might mean to you now)
No, I won’t mind
(I believe you won’t see me come around)

Now I know what this is meant to say
Broken hearts are mending day-to-day
But do I feel this way?

I won’t mind.

I Don’t Have Friends I Have Habits

I don’t have friends I have habits
It’s really not hard to pretend
When all of my friends are erratic
Imagine how I look to them
I don’t think my dreams are elaborate
But I don’t think that they’d understand
I don’t want to seem melodramatic
Here is our list of demands:

We want everything necessarily for a change
As integrity mounts we’ve aversion to fame
I don’t want to elope but I can’t see my name
Be it crayon or LED lights all the same

I don’t have friends I have habits
It’s really quite easy to see
If all of my friends automatic
Then what does that say about me?
Is it really tough?
Have you had enough?
If you think it’s bad now, the ending is rough

(Listen, call me back.
I don’t know.
It doesn’t matter.
I never called you that.
If you go
Then nothing matters.
Let’s restart.
Let’s react.
Call me back.)

Talking Points

Do you have a light?
I’ll give you anything but a piece of my mind when I 
Try not to fight
Something in the back of me withers and dies

We weren’t all born in Hollywood

He drives through the night
As she looks out the window he recedes to a time when
Things are alright
While holding out for compromise the meter expires

Isn’t this weather vindictively cool?

Then she said…

All the king’s horses and all the kings men
Couldn’t put us back together again

She walks away
Not knowing what it is she thinks he wants her to say
She might not today
When starting conversations tends to just be a waste of time

You would’ve known me in high school

Then he said…

All the king’s horses and all the kings men
Couldn’t put us back together again

What if all the people we’ve become are unhappy?
Wouldn’t it be better in the long run (better) if we started detaching?
Nothing says I love you like “the end”

Do you have a light?
I’ll give you anything to look me in the eyes
Let’s stay in and fight
I don’t want to be around me but I need you to try

Nobody told me
Everyone ignored me
Fairytale or fable, it’s cool

All the king’s horses and all the kings men
Everyone’s trying but where to begin?
When all of us are dying I needed a friend
All the king’s horses and all the kings men
Couldn’t put us back together again

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